Poems about whipt (20 Poems)
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New-Englands Crisis (Benjamin Tompson Poems)
IN seventy five the Critick of our yearsCommenc’d our war with Phillip and his peers.Whither the sun in Leo had inspir’dA feav’rish heat, and Pagan spirits fir’d?Whither some Romish Agent hatcht the plot?Or whither they themselves? appeareth not.Whither our infant … Continue reading
The British Heroes, A New Poem in honour of St. George (John Grubb Poems)
The story of King Arthur old is very memorable,The number of his valiant knights, and roundness of his Table.The knights around his table in a circle sate, d’ye see,And altogether made up one large hoop of chivalry.He had a sword, … Continue reading
Hunted Down (Henry Kendall Poems)
Two years had the tiger, whose shape was that of a sinister man,Been out since the night of escape — two years under horror and ban.In a time full of thunder and rain, when hurricanes hackled the tree,He slipt through … Continue reading
At Noey’s House (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
At Noey’s house–when they arrived with him–How snug seemed everything, and neat and trim:The little picket-fence, and little gate–It’s little pulley, and its little weight,–All glib as clock-work, as it clicked behindThem, on the little red brick pathway, linedWith little … Continue reading
A Pastoral Dialogue (Jonathan Swift Poems)
DERMOT, SHEELAH A Nymph and swain, Sheelah and Dermot hight;Who wont to weed the court of Gosford knight;While each with stubbed knife removed the roots,That raised between the stones their daily shoots;As at their work they sate in counterview,With mutual … Continue reading
What Christ Suffered In His Body, For The Sinnes Of Our Bodies. (Henry Arthington Poems)
Immanuell Iesus Christ our Lord,Hauing fulfild his Fathers Law,Did likewise willingly accord,The penalty to vndergo. That where we all deserued shame,In body and Soule eternally,He would needes suffer for the same,In both respects to set vs free, His blessed body … Continue reading
After Prayers, Lie Cold (C. S. Lewis Poems)
Arise my body, my small body, we have strivenEnough, and He is merciful; we are forgiven.Arise small body, puppet-like and pale, and go,White as the bed-clothes into bed, and cold as snow,Undress with small, cold fingers and put out the … Continue reading
Field Path (John Clare Poems)
The beams in blossom with their spots of jetSmelt sweet as gardens wheresoever met;The level meadow grass was in the swath;The hedge briar rose hung right across the path,White over with its flowers–the grass that layBleaching beneath the twittering heat … Continue reading
February (Ralph Hodgson Poems)
A few tossed thrushes saveThat carolled less than criedAgainst the dying raveAnd moan that never died,No bird sang then; no thorn,No tree was green besideThem only never shorn —The few by all the windsAnd chill mutations bornOf Winter’s many mindsAbused … Continue reading
The Life And Death Of Tom Thumb (Anonymous Olde English Poems)
In Arthur’s court Tom Thumb did live, A man of mickle might ;The best of all the table round, And eke a doughty knight.His stature but an inch in height, Or quarter of a span :Then think … Continue reading
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